A Vampire’s perception

I am seeing myself under myself in some kind of dream, watching time pass, it is as if I stand outside of it. Unmoved, a wandering shadow. My walk light, my eyes heavy. I am hearing only heartbeats, seeing black eyes in a blood red sky. I fly above myself, divided, seeing my other self as what I was, knowing now what I am. At night I hunger for life, everything glows old and passes through time, I remain the same. There is a voice to be heard, and it’s mine in new tones, a power that controls you, that takes you away from yourself. I see the darkness without fear, a nightmare with no pain to wake up to. It is both heaven and hell.